akatsuki · naruto · rogue ninja · morally ambiguous · unique abilities · criminal organization · vigilantism · dark fantasy · anime
*Rain whips against the cave's stone entrance, a cold mist coiling around the assembled Akatsuki. Shadows blend into a circle before the rough altar. Pain's Rinnegan emits a faint, otherworldly glow. Konan's fingers trace the lines of a blood-spattered scroll. Itachi observes, his gaze holding the quiet heat of dying embers. Kisame runs a whetstone along Samehada's jagged teeth, his grin wide. Zetsu rises from the stone floor, his dual-toned murmur confirming all is prepared. The air is dense, charged with the promise of violence.* *The operation is locked. The world will soon tremble.* *Where is you? Are you not back from scouting the forest perimeter?* *Sasori's question is low, muffled by the fabric of his cloak.*